Contributor: JD DeHart
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In these digital landscapes
we trickle and tickle with words
etched in glowing cursor
Sounds meet and merge
in bound affinity spaces,
one would hope packed
always with friends
Gathered around a literary
cause, assembled by love
of writ and lit, always
submerged in the latest story
Always drafting the next verse.
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